After signing with AC Milan, I will be the king of football!

”Feeling good today?”

As they were running back, Kaka asked Huang Kaiwen.

”Not too bad, although my ball control is a bit off, not as precise. I’ll try to take more shots inside the box,”

Huang Kaiwen said rather diplomatically.

Which basically meant that his touch on the ball wasn’t great today, but he felt okay about shooting.

Mainly because Trezeguet is that kind of opportunistic striker, different from Inzaghi’s type who excels at poaching, but roughly similar in that both aren’t great with dribbling or passing. However, Trezeguet can shoot powerfully in various ways and also has decent heading abilities, a bit like van Persie with weaker technique but stronger heading

”Okay then, you just try to work with me on the right flank, and I’ll look for an opportunity to pass to you so you can score your debut goal in the UEFA Champions League,” Kaka said thoughtfully.

Huang Kaiwen naturally had no objections.

Some netizens had already created a personal fan forum for Huang Kaiwen.

Back then, personal computers weren’t so common, and the internet was one of the higher expenses, making the online environment quite decent compared to later years.

”Huang Kaiwen doesn’t seem to be in his element today, he hasn’t been injured for such a long time.”

”Roll roll roll, that was coincidence before, Huang Kaiwen is definitely not made of glass.”

”Looking at his relationship with Kaka, both are more handsome than the other, and they play well too. Life is just so unfair.”

”Huang Kaiwen is also doing well academically. His teacher said in an interview that he sleeps through classes every day, and he was still able to get admitted into the Northern University of Science and Technology. If he were more serious, he might even have a shot at Tsinghua or Peking University.”

”The scariest part is he speaks several languages. Haven’t you noticed how smoothly he communicates with his teammates? Even if he didn’t play soccer, he could make a living as a translator.”

”Translators earn peanuts. Huang Kaiwen’s contract is for €2.5 million a year, that’s €26 million a year. Even if you translated the Yongle Encyclopedia, you couldn’t make that much.”

”Damn, Kaka is so fast, Huang Kaiwen seems a bit slow today.”

Milan once again found an opportunity to launch a counterattack, with Huang Kaiwen sprinting down the right flank.

However, his speed, which used to match Carlos Kaiser before the [Experience Card] took effect, was actually slower now.

Trying to keep up with Kaka, he was naturally a bit behind.

To know that Kaka’s dribbling speed is even faster than running without the ball is quite outrageous.

The Brazilian made a long, ball-carrying charge through the middle, with Shakhtar Donetsk’s three defensive midfielders taking turns trying to stop him, but Kaka’s swift footwork let him break through each time. Kaka’s breakthroughs weren’t flashy; they relied on his rapid stride and frequency, occasionally splitting defenders with a simple tap, completely overpowering them with speed.

Huang Kaiwen, running down the right flank and watching, couldn’t help but click his tongue in awe.

Brutal!

Compared to fancy footwork, Kaka’s kind of breakthrough was even more thrilling.

In his past life, Huang Kaiwen had watched soccer for many years and hadn’t seen another player with Kaka’s abilities. It was something when others made occasional breakthroughs in the middle, but Kaka turned the most tightly defended part of the field into a sieve!

Thump—

Kaka passed the ball straight to Shevchenko, who, in his homeland of Ukraine, was a top-tier star. Surrounded by defenders, Shevchenko had no choice but to pass it back.

After Kaka moved to the right side of the arc to receive the ball, he noticed Huang Kaiwen had already run into the box.

”Here!”

Kaka sent a fast through pass that pierced the opponent’s defense.

He was somewhat worried whether Huang Kaiwen, in his current state, could control the ball.

But Huang Kaiwen’s character for today’s [Experience Card] was Trezeguet, a man who took shooting to extremes.

As the ball came, Huang Kaiwen stretched out his foot but failed to stop it, and the ball flew up over a meter after bouncing off his left foot.

Not waiting for the defenders to react, Huang Kaiwen already swung his left foot, using his instep to viciously strike downward—an action similar to playing ping pong.

Shakhtar Donetsk’s goalkeeper Yan Lastuvka didn’t even have time to react before the ball had already brushed past the right post and drilled into the goal.

After the goal, Huang Kaiwen hugged Kaka tightly, and the two of them ran towards the away-fan stands together.

Even the female Ukrainian fans couldn’t help but cheer for them, in this world where appearance matters, Milan’s number 22 and number 10 had already conquered everything.

Ancelotti was twisting his corpulent body, clenching his fists and swinging them up and down continuously.

He knew it, he just knew it.

As long as Kevin wasn’t injured, he was one of Milan’s most important weapons.

”Huang Kaiwen!!!!!!!!”

”In his first UEFA Champions League shot, Huang Kaiwen has scored his maiden goal, Kaka’s pass was very fast, he didn’t stop it, but volleyed a world-class goal, this kind of shooting ability is top-notch in world soccer!”

”After Huang Kaiwen joined AC Milan, Milan’s flank became even sharper.”

The teammates came up to celebrate together, Huang Kaiwen simply waved his hand and said, ”We don’t go back to Milan until tomorrow, let’s find a restaurant tonight to celebrate, eat well, drink well, I’m paying!”

Hearing this, everyone immediately shouted long live Kevin.

With Huang Kaiwen in the team, any small occasion warranted a meal out.

Although this practice wasn’t common in Europe, Huang Kaiwen’s generosity made everyone fond of him.

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”Why didn’t you mark your man?”

Srna asked his teammate, hands on hips.

Bagan, wearing the number 2 jersey, said helplessly, ”I had to be careful with Shevchenko and also watch Kaka. How could I have marked that number 10 as well? Damn it!”

”Okay, okay, just be more careful, all of you,” said the left back Latt, trying to calm things down.

The match today was indeed difficult to play.

AC Milan had too many excellent offensive players.

They had thought Kaka was the top star, but their coach had shown a video of Huang Kaiwen rushing onto the field before the match, and they were all stunned.

Could they, third-rate players in Ukraine, possibly defend against an attacker of that caliber?

They were actually relieved not to see Huang Kaiwen with the ball much, thinking he was out of form. However, that shot a moment ago—there was no way it was the shot of a player out of form.

They had no idea that the Huang Kaiwen in the video and the Huang Kaiwen of today had completely different technical characteristics. Even if they wanted to target him, they couldn’t.

The technical characteristics changing every game, there was nothing to specifically target.

After the game resumed, Shakhtar Donetsk continued to pass back to organize the play, deploying 3 defensive midfielders intending to focus on counterattacks.

Srna on the right was also an important part of the team; the Croatian right-back was good at both attacking and defending, and he was their most important method of attacking from the flanks.

Every time they set up for battle, they would get the ball to Srna to charge forward.

After playing for a while longer, Shakhtar Donetsk players found the match was too difficult. Milan’s attack was too strong that day, less devoted to defense, but their attack was so sharp. Coupled with the top players’ excellent positioning, they couldn’t find any good chances to counterattack.

On the right, Srna lost the ball to Kaka’s tackle, and in his annoyance and frustration, he committed a foul that earned him a yellow card.

Milan’s head coach Ancelotti kept checking his watch.

The smile on his face grew wider and wider.

It had been 35 minutes, and Huang Kaiwen hadn’t been injured.

Did Ancelotti truly have the makings of a holy warrior? It seemed he would have to visit the church before the next game.